Chapter 132 The Old Schemer

In the depths of darkness, a unicorn, pure white and treading on golden flames, strode forth.

The thudding of its hooves landed on everyone's heart like a heavy beat.

Only then did the crowd realize that behind the unicorn, it was pulling a rusty ancient chariot.

The ancient chariot radiated a golden divine light and bore the brown bloodstains of unknown ages, inspiring awe.

An old, frail, and hunched old man, like a candle flickering in the wind, stood upon the ancient chariot.

His face was covered in wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and his entire being was marked by the passage of time.

He wore a gray robe, and even from afar, one could feel the rich aura of death emanating from him.

However, as the incredibly aged man drove the ancient chariot from the depths of Yomi-Hirasaka, everyone felt as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were rushing towards them.

In a daze, they saw terrifying scenes of gods and demons falling, and immortals bleeding.

"Grandpa, who is this person? How can he be so terrifying!" Qiao Yu's expression couldn't help but turn serious.

"His name is Jia Qiumen. He was the penultimate Sakamori of Yomi-Hirasaka. The next one is Jia Fengyuan! I never expected this old fellow to still be alive!"

Bai Xinweng's expression also became very solemn. These old monsters who had lived for so long were terrifying beyond compare.

They had little lifespan left, and they would basically be kept as the foundation of the sect, sleeping to slow down the consumption of their lifespans. Only major events could awaken them.

"Jia Qiumen..." Qiao Yu looked cautiously at the old man in the ancient battlefield.

"Young friend, I, Yomi-Hirasaka, accept the bet you mentioned, but this old man has one condition!"

Jia Qiumen smiled, but no emotion could be seen in his cloudy old eyes.

If someone who didn't know the situation was here, they would probably only see Jia Qiumen as an ordinary old man.

"What condition? Elder Jia, why don't you tell us about it?" Qiao Yu said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"This condition is not difficult. It is that this old man wants you to sever your relationship with the Bai family!"

"Three years later, if you win, you will become the Sakamori! If you lose, you don't have to be a slave or a servant. Just become the Holy Son of my Yomi-Hirasaka."

As soon as Jia Qiumen finished speaking, Qiao Yu and Bai Xinweng's brows furrowed instantly.

They naturally understood the purpose of Jia Qiumen's condition, which was to prevent Yomi-Hirasaka from becoming an affiliated force of the Bai family.

After all, if Qiao Yu really became the Sakamori of Yomi-Hirasaka, then what if there was a conflict of interest between Yomi-Hirasaka and the Bai family...

And once Qiao Yu severed ties with the Bai family, then Yomi-Hirasaka would definitely make a bloody profit from this bet.

Whether the bet was won or lost, Yomi-Hirasaka would be equivalent to gaining a super genius for nothing.

This Jia Qiumen was indeed a crafty old fox who had lived for hundreds of years. The abacus beads in his heart were almost bouncing onto Qiao Yu's face.

Rui Wei and many elders also quickly understood Jia Qiumen's intention and immediately cast respectful glances at the old man.

Never one to shy away from shocking remarks, Jia Qiumen spoke again, dropping another bombshell on Qiao Yu.

"Don't worry, this old man won't let you suffer. If you sever your relationship with the Bai family, this old man will personally come out of the mountain to escort you!"

As soon as Jia Qiumen finished speaking, many elders cast envious glances at Qiao Yu.

Although Jia Qiumen was not as amazingly talented as Jia Fengyuan, his strength had already reached a transcendent realm long ago.

It could be said that with Jia Qiumen as an escort, unless a top force came out in full force to besiege Qiao Yu, it would be impossible for Qiao Yu to encounter any danger in the Ninth Universe.

This promise was extremely important!

And this was enough to prove Jia Qiumen's degree of importance to Qiao Yu. He really wanted to win Qiao Yu over to Yomi-Hirasaka.

"Jia Qiumen, I think you've miscalculated." Bai Xinweng sneered. "Qiao Yu is my grandson, Bai Xinweng. How is it possible for him to sever his relationship with the Bai family?"

Jia Qiumen's expression did not change upon hearing this. He didn't even turn his head, and said calmly.

"As far as this old man knows, young friend Qiao Yu has been wandering outside for the first twenty years of his life. He has not been back to the Bai family for even a year. It's no big deal."

"As the saying goes, 'Born but not raised, a severed finger can be repaid.' Your Bai family doesn't really have any kindness to young friend Qiao Yu. All you have is that laughable blood relationship."

Bai Xinweng's face became extremely ugly. Jia Qiumen's words were extremely sharp, and could be said to have directly hit the most vulnerable part of his heart.

He felt that he really owed Qiao Yu too much.

Therefore, as soon as Qiao Yu returned to the Bai family, Bai Xinweng would work so hard to fight for various rights and interests for Qiao Yu.

In the end, it was his guilt that was at play. He wanted to do everything he could to make up for what he had owed Qiao Yu in the past twenty years.

Afterwards, Jia Qiumen's words instantly knocked Bai Xinweng's heart to the bottom, causing his face to turn pale.

"Bai Xinweng, I'll ask you one more question."

"My Yomi-Hirasaka can accept a Sakamori with the surname Qiao, but your Bai family... can you accept a patriarch with the surname Qiao?"

Jia Qiumen's tone was very calm, but his words were like sharp arrows that struck Bai Xinweng directly, each arrow dealing true damage.

Yomi-Hirasaka was different from the Bai family. Although Yomi-Hirasaka was founded by the Jia family, it was still essentially a sect.

What the sect leader's surname was had no impact on Yomi-Hirasaka.

But the Bai family was different. The Bai family was a family force, and everyone inside was a member of the Bai family.

If a son-in-law joined the family or a woman married into the Bai family, they had to change their surname to Bai.

Whether it was the elders or the ancestors of the Bai family, or even the younger generation, no one would agree to an outsider becoming the patriarch.

The reason why Qiao Yu became the Bai family's heir without anyone making a sound was only because Bai Xinweng was still firmly seated in the position of patriarch, so no one dared to object.

What Jia Qiumen said was exactly the problem that Bai Xinweng had been worried about.

After thinking for a while, Bai Xinweng sighed quietly, then smiled in relief and patted Qiao Yu's shoulder.

"Child... don't worry and choose boldly. You can do anything you want to do. Grandpa supports you."

Bai Xinweng had seen it clearly. Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes.

As long as Qiao Yu himself was happy, why should an old man like himself interfere with his child's choice?

With his vision, he could naturally see that agreeing to Jia Qiumen was the most profitable choice for Qiao Yu now.

Seeing Bai Xinweng let go, a faint smile appeared on Jia Qiumen's face.

"Young friend Qiao Yu, you are a smart person. This old man believes that you will make the right choice."

"That's natural!"

Qiao Yu's face was full of smiles, like a primary school student about to go on a spring outing.

"Severing ties with the Bai family and choosing Yomi-Hirasaka means choosing a bright future. Then my future path will be smooth sailing!"

"Hahaha! Not bad, young friend sees things very clearly!" Jia Qiumen laughed.

"Hahaha! Of course, can people not want even interests for the sake of kinship? Only a fool would give up such a great benefit!" Qiao Yu also laughed.

The hearty laughter of the old and the young echoed throughout Yomi, creating a harmonious scene.

Bai Xinweng's expression was a little黯然, but he still wished Qiao Yu well from the bottom of his heart.

"Very good, young friend Qiao Yu, since this is the case, there is no need for any bet. This old man will now make you the Holy Son of Yomi-Hirasaka. When your strength is sufficient, the position of Sakamori will be yours!"

Jia Qiumen breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since Jia Fengyuan fell into the Yellow Springs with the Yomi Staff and his bones were gone, the position of Sakamori of Yomi-Hirasaka had been vacant.

Now that he could win over such a super genius, Jia Qiumen was naturally extremely happy.

But unexpectedly, Qiao Yu's next words stunned Jia Qiumen directly.

"What Holy Son? Elder Jia, I am the sixth sequence of the Bai family!"

"Ah? Young friend, didn't you already agree to sever your relationship with the Bai family?" Jia Qiumen was a little dumbfounded.

"Holy crap! What the hell are you talking about? When did I say such a thing? Let's speak with a clear conscience, okay!"

Qiao Yu exclaimed.

"Since I was a child, I have been determined to be a gentle, refined, pure, and kind person. When I see Widow Li taking a bath, I will thoughtfully open the window for her to prevent carbon monoxide poisoning!"

"When I see a young lady standing on the street, starving and freezing, I will thoughtfully open a room for her to sleep and feed her, so that she can feel warm in the cold winter night."

"When I see that the neighbor's sister's sewer is leaking, I will thoughtfully go and block the sewer for her."

"How could someone like me do such a thing as betrayal? The education I received since I was a child does not support me in doing such a thing. You have mistaken me for someone else!"